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I am mainlining episodes of Life and trying to write poetry about death and Venice.
Not Death in Venice, which is a rather tedious postmodern novel written by Thomas Mann. I believe Mann was German, and if you have to read Goethe in university (as I did) you understand what I mean. However, I am mildly amused by the irony that in Death in Venice our pedophile narrator dies of yellow fever and I came down with the yet another vile European 'flu while in Venice.
Venice, it seems, for all its beauty and obvious attractions for artists has its capricious side.
Meanwhile, Life/Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles crossover fic looks more and more likely. But only if I can finish this motherfucker of a poem.
Not Death in Venice, which is a rather tedious postmodern novel written by Thomas Mann. I believe Mann was German, and if you have to read Goethe in university (as I did) you understand what I mean. However, I am mildly amused by the irony that in Death in Venice our pedophile narrator dies of yellow fever and I came down with the yet another vile European 'flu while in Venice.
Venice, it seems, for all its beauty and obvious attractions for artists has its capricious side.
Meanwhile, Life/Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles crossover fic looks more and more likely. But only if I can finish this motherfucker of a poem.
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